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The year is 400 B.C, times were now in the Roman age and weapons were becoming popular. The fox 'Derick Julius Fox' was the ruler at the time of Ancient Greece, the fox son of the previous king, inherited the throne. The life of a normal peasent is no different from the next,they must get up every morning,and see if there is any business to be done,if there is no business to be done they must work in the fields,if there are no fields to work in, then the colosseum must be maintained and prepared for that evenings battle, with the king. Those who can defeat the king shall become the king theirself, this is how the king decides he is ruler ever since DJ has became ruler.

This evening was a special event for the colosseum, as for it was Djs' birthday. The king was very demanding and greedy since he was a young ruler and did not care of the peoples well being, he made everyone in Rome come attend and worship him. The fox was a tyrant and always demanding everyone and bending them to his will. Evening has fallen upon Ancient Greece and the events start, there was smoked pork, fire pit grilled briskets and turkey legs, eggs, salads and food at every stand, the king walked around inspecting and sampling everything to his delight it was all delicious. Dark has fallen and torches now light the colosseum, the walls and stand made out of sandstone, and the floor is covered in sand, still warm from the daylight before. The king comes out to his throne in the stadium and announces "tonight is a special night...for me *he chuckles* and as every night we fight and see who will claim my throne, still yet no one has defeated me, are there any challengers who 'think' they can even give me a challenge?" A few men step up all holding their weapons and shields, "is this all, I was hoping for more!" Exclaimed the fox. From the back of the crowd a small voice shouted "I WILL!!" from out of the crowd a odd short beaver walked through all the tall burly men, he was odd, wearing a dried up grass skirt, leather chest plate a small short sword, and a shield. The fox chuckled at the little beaver "you are no match for me little one, go back to your mommy where you belong. The little beaver laughed "sonny I am older then you are and im here to take that crown, he pointed with the sword at the foxes neck, and I'll kill you if I have to. The fox whipped around to find a blade at his face "so I have no choice now that thou has called me out.

The stage is set and they are both on opposite sides and the fox exclaims "servant, bring me my weapon" a small otter scurries over and presents his king the weapon "it's about DAMN time!" the fox smacks the otter "now get out of here!" he exclaims. The crowd quickly dissipates and the two furs get ready to battle. The beaver sneered as he was preparing for an attack on the fox, but before he could ready himself the king was already on the attack, the beaver yelled "hey what the hell, I was not ready" The fox exclaimed "you was ready the moment you drew your sword!" The swords clashed as they started their fight,the fox was a dirty fighter so he kicked sand in the beavers eyes "take that you cur!" he yelled, "you son of a bitch" the beaver whimpered as he rubbed his eyes. The fox kicked the beaver and put his blade to his throat, the crowd gasped in the events as they were hoping the beaver would win, "do it,do it and end my misery 'King', the beaver said, without thought the fox slit the beavers throat and stabbed him in the guts , the crowd gasped and boo'd Dj, this demonstration of pure evil was just disgusting to the peasants, "I didn't do this out of mercy, next time someone challenges me it better be a 'challenge' he scoffed. The crowd was not pleased with the performance of the fight and threw everything they had in their grasp, the fox knew what he had done was wrong, but did not care. "Fools!" the ruler shouted to his subjects, "did you not see he was a challenger, he deserved what he got".

A small family of beavers were in the crowd, two children and a mother, the mother was wearing some weird getup, with dried alfalfa over her head and holding a staff, it was withered by the elements and crepid as the ancients. She extended her hand shouting "Namu nebro infinitremblis" she cast some sort of spell or curse on the fox, enveloping him in a shroud of purple and green mist. The fox passed out as guards attacked the woman for damning the king. The next morning 'or so it seems' the fox awoke from his slumber only to have a sponge being ran over his body, "get off me!" he exclaimed, the servant screamed at the top of her lungs as if she had seen a ghost , "whats the meaning of this?!" the king shouted, and replying the servant explained "sire,you have been asleep for 25 years!"

Well this is the end of this story, if you would like to read more please let me know.

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Dj Roxyfox